Rewind the Clock
Rewind the clock
back to the memoirs of youth,
and back to the memoirs of childhood.
See this fragile babe
wanting to live
sucking mother's breast.
Behold the day
as she managed to walk
and explored her world.
Rewind the clock
to see her bike
with her first schoolbag.
Gather the candles
being burned in the nights
in her choice of education.
See her rise up
each joyous morning
to take care of her job.
Smell the aroma
of her presence
as she smiled and laughed.
Taste the courage
of her daily struggles
as young mother and wife.
Follow her to the
dungeon of disease
and fear of the unknown.
Share the hope in her heart
as she winked at the world
Goodbye.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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